After a long shift, Hunter Marx and Damien Stone unwind in the precinct locker room. Hunter comes out to his surprised colleague. “What do you guys do together?” asks a turned-on Damien, whose big dick is soon deep inside Hunter’s furry mouth. “That’s it!” moans Damien, looking down at the mohawked sucker. “So sexy!” Hunter slaps his face with it, then gets his face whipped. Damien grips Hunter’s huge cock before devouring it, spit beads clinging to his beard. They kiss, a spit strand connecting their hairy chins. Hunter buries his scruffy face in Damien’s hole. He fucks him from behind, then turns him over. Damien rests his leg over the top’s shoulder, Hunter licking it as he fucks. Hunter goes deep, his steel shaft snapping up when it’s released from Damien’s hole. Hunter bends over for Damien, the top plowing so hard and fast that both of their muscle pecs shake. The bottom gets on his back, the two squirting all over his hairy frame.
